Friday, February 24, 2006
weirdo.
im not myself lately. o fuck. im alwaes not my fuckingself. woke up at 4 am and i got school in 2 hours. gonna get ready soon. so who the fuck blogs in the morning when there's school later. i tink im not the only fucking weirdo.
school.
im gonna have P.E. or SW first. i tink its gonna be soccer. i hope it is. star goalkeeper. and i used to suck at it. after that its gonna be fucking fabrication. computer to machine thingy. its fuck. gonna hear my song and do the job asap. after that lesson ends and we gonna have a session after school and then my fellow peers which i tink are gonna follow me to percussion soul band then rockclimbing later on. im not sure.
anyone interested?
my thoart.
i can fucking gore and scream maybe growl. and fuck its not nice. hats off to pat for her growl and shit. its nice. fucking nice. and my thoart hurts; the smoke is taking its toll. hmm i wonder how long will i have to stand the fucking pain.
percussion.
later have to attend the cca. im so bored wat the fuck... went jamming yesterdae and i suck at the drums i cant even play the fucking simple fucked up song. wat a fake!. fuck me man. i gotta play it. since when did i suck. maybe its becos its been a fucking long time.. well its me so fuck it. im good on the snare but not the fucking drums. god of hate...
ps: to whom it may concern, throwing peanuts is fucking lame and not fucking funny. land a fucking blow on me if u dare asshole and we can trade em and so who can fucking last... see u around. when u see me punch me real hard. we'll see who passes out.
[[ stop the ache. ]]
[[ u cannot kill wat u did not create ]]
[[ aw. fuck u ]]
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
blogged?
the 6 weeks in school was 6 weeks of holiday. things were easy. friends are great. the food's good too. and cca's are okay. right now i only have 3 which are rockwall climbing( which i suck at ), photography and percussion soul band. i wanted to try something new so i didnt pick the toms or the bass... pick the djemba or something like that. it was fun though. gonna play soon. tis coming march. i could have a solo if i picked the toms. but everyone will switch instruments. so will wait for it.
i suck at rockwall; after the run and push-ups i was already tired. so my arm was weak. and fuck i feel like a weakling not completing that wall. but i got credits for my half way climb... hak.
photography hasnt started yet but if its not then im gonna concentrate on rockwall.
weird things have been happening.
well the thing is, people have been telling me that i have been acting weird lately i just wanna say that if i was walking with a group of friends or alone and i happen to make eye contact with you but not saying hi. shout hi to me. i might even see u right infront. so do say i to me. its not that im trying to be wateva but try to understand.
[[ take the scream out of me ]]
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.
